Dark Ocean
I remember the time I lost my way to the darkness.
It consumed me whole, flesh and bones were crumbled into dust
The dark ocean spent no pause, only making me feel inferior, in its web of lies
I was hopelessly fastened to its will, its mannerisms vulgar and sharp of tongue.
The creation it saw in my pure intentions, lead it forward
Charging head first into my life, piercing all that I knew and obliterating it.
Not much left to prove, I slowly drowned in my own nightmare
Floating to the surface. The bleak sun burned my face, to a new golden ash.
Wisdom comes from the beckoned finger.
A lesson I never learned all my days
I remember the time I lost my way to the darkness.
It consumed me whole, flesh and bones were crumbled into dust
The dark ocean spent no pause, only making me feel inferior, in its web of lies
I was hopelessly fastened to its will, its mannerisms vulgar and sharp of tongue.
The creation it saw in my pure intentions, lead it forward
Charging head first into my life, piercing all that I knew and obliterating it.
Not much left to prove, I slowly drowned in my own nightmare
Floating to the surface. The bleak sun burned my face, to a new golden ash.
Wisdom comes from the beckoned finger.
A lesson I never learned all my days